The sun shone brightly as the afternoon kicked in full swing. The city became more busier than before as people rushed in and out of building to do their business. Local enforcers now visible in every block as now a recent global catastrophe had struck mankind; it's been two days since the war of humanity against the demons had began; many nations were caught on the knees and immediately on the brink of collapse. No one expected bigger nations such as Russia will fall that easily to the savages, a day after that the supreme general of the newly formed Allied forces promises to bring peace once more and win the war.

But even he needs help from the person he knew one thing he help humanity in its need like the all mighty Sparda did centuries ago.

A small convoy of three black vehicles zoomed passed the crowded streets of the city. Two armoured SUVs sandwiched a black Limousine in the middle of the convoy. They travelled incognito for they do not have police escorts or anything that will indicate that they were special for it will be a potential risk for the person in the Limousine.

A man in his early thirties sat on the back seat of the Limousine. He was wearing a military uniform of the United States Army. Four stars shine glamorously on both side of his shoulders, several rows of decorated military honours and commendations were attached to his uniform on his left chest. His other medals and his surname is attached to a black pin his right.

Darby.

General Jackson Darby of the United States Army, the ever so youngest military officer ever promoted to general status in modern warfare history. Many speculated that he bribed his officials to promote him to what he is now: The supreme general of the Allied army.

But then again they were just speculations.

Simply to say that he so good at warfare that he rack up his career faster than any other general in the US armed forces or the world. He was unsurpassed and unbeatable in every battle he participated, so he was the right man to lead the world in this war.

But again, even him need help.

The convoy took a sharp right turn a corner which leads to a sharp left turn at the end of the road. Jack looked at the window with a blank expression. His mind replaying the promise he dropped to the Russian Prime Minister, he promised that he will reclaim his country back. He knew very well it was very risky but he had no choice. Russia must get back to the fight in order to win the war.

"Stop here" he ordered.

Immediately the convoy stopped exactly at the doorway on the end of the road. He opened his door even before his security detail could even get into position in securing the perimeter. But he was confident that nothing was a threat to them... for now.

He looked at the double green doors ahead of him before taking off his sunglasses and tucking them back to its case. He then looked up to the unlit neon sign that clearly spelled out in the afternoon sun:

Devil May Cry

He smirked before slowly walking towards the door.

Time was slow on the Devil May Cry agency; lately demonic activity became even less frequent than before, leaving its famous hunters all running out of business and practicly doing nothing.

But not exactly nothing.

Trish and Lady gave their 'boss' Dante a hard time lately. Torturing him by eating his pizza, doing dirty works, and simply torture of doing things he doesn't like. For his part Dante wishes he just dead, he can fight demons, even his own twin brother, but this is too much for him to bear. Now he knows not to piss off women especially if they are Trish and Lady.

Fortunately for him, favour now fall on his side.

Nero and his girlfriend Kyrie decided to take a vacation from Fortuna and decided to stay in the city. Everyday they pay a little visit to spend time together and getting to know one another. Such as this occasion in one sunny afternoon, Kyrie decided that they should stay here for a while since the sun was too hot to bear.

And since the couple were here at his office, Trish would leave him be. She would not show act of rudeness in front of other people. She's a very 'good' she-devil, another point that is added to his list of 'how I like Trish'

Now she, Nero, Trish and Lady were at pool. Dante was at his desk reading his magazine, his beer is standing besides the Ebony and Ivory handguns on the end of his desk. His feet raised up like a boss he was.

The pool game was going to well for Nero as every turn he hits home, Kyrie is cheering him. The two older women just smiled at them.

'Young love indeed' Lady thought as she shook her head. It was now her turn, taking a deep breath she took aimed at the number 8 ball. She was about to strike when there is a knock on the door.

The noise caught her off guard and her shot missed.

"Great talk about timing" she muttered.

"I'll get it." Trish said before Lady cut her off.

"No, this is mine..." she huffed in annoyance before opening the door and peaking who might be knocking. The sight she saw made her eyes wide and her jaws dropped to the floor. A moment later she opened the door wide and stepped aside. Their visitor made an intimating appearance that everyone made a look at the door before turning shock and awe.

Lady had to admit that she had a lot of contacts and clients who were big time in the community but she never ever had a client (If this person is) who is from the Military, let alone a general. If she could faint awkwardly, she will. She knew that this was talking big money and rewards that will even stretch to millions.

The man and his companion wearing the same uniform stopped at Dante's desk and looked at him with a blank expression. His blue eyes meeting Dante's.

"The son of Sparda?" he only asked.

"Yeah? What is it?" he took a glance at the general in front of him.

"We need your help."

"Okay... first how much?"

The general just chuckled at him "Even if the fate of the world is in balance, you still wanted cash eh?" there was a sarcasm in his voice. This time Lady regained her shock, she and the others went to Dante's side to look at the general.

"No money, no service. See here pal, we are kinda broke here too, so I given a strict rule in this turf now." Dante said now looking at the figure completely.

Nero and Kyrie offered a seat for their guest while Trish offered them tea.

If the others were intimidated by general's presence, Dante was not. He dealt with military personnel before, so this was no stranger. Even so he looked at the man with high regards since he was a general.

"Okay, fine but first I must tell you about our business, should you agree."

"Who are you anyway, I kinda getting tired of talking to mystery guys." he said suddenly.

The general stood up and reach his hand forwards "I'm General Jackson Darby of the United States Army and now standing as the supreme general of the newly formed Allied forces against the global scale war against the demons."

"Can I call you Jack?" Dante asked stupidly, ignoring his title and status.

"Sure. Whatever floats you boat."

"Wait, what do you mean 'global scale war'?" Trish suddenly asked him.

Jack took a sip from his tea. "I thought you knew."

"Knew what exactly?" Dante asked curious. Nero and Kyrie just stood silent.

Jack just took out something from his pocket, a small metallic cube and places it middle of the desk. Immediately the top part glows and showed a bright holographic images and videos taken from international news showing clips and images of battles in major cities all around the world. Military and local enforcement, gunning down ravage demons that Lady never saw before. On clips shows an air battle over London. The Big Ben clock tower is seen as Eurofighters of the RAF and several French Raffales battle the horde of flying demons that was swarming the city. The camera then looked downward from its vantage point. A heavy battle is being commence near the Thames River, the British army back by the rest of the Allied forces are fighting a horde of ravaging demons at the big bridge gate, the tanks and vehicles blocking the main road.

Kyrie was shocked at the images. Soon she found herself in Nero's chest she felt sympathy for the affected in the war. Well to talk to about it, they were all affected now.

"Judging by the look on your faces, guess you didn't watched the news lately huh?" Jack said as he took the hologram off and shoves it back to his pocket.

"We didn't" Lady said feeling a little guilty all of the sudden.

"So are you in or out Dante?" he asked again.

"Not until we discuss how much general" he defended himself.

Jack's reply was to snap his fingers and his companion stood and walked back outside. A moment later it now carried two suitcases that made their eyes wide. Jack just smirked at their reactions.

Lady has big time clients in her job but once again never had two suitcases as payments.

Jack's aide put the suitcase down on the desk and he opened them. Bundles of cash greeted them.

"$500,000 on each suitcase, making the whole deal a million. This is just the down payment, when this war is over, I will pay the rest which is $10,000,000. If the war is over sooner I will quadruple the payment even increase it to $50,000,000."

At the crunching numbers they were all speechless. With all the money, the agency could expand big time and have every branch across the world. And they will not work anymore.

"Deal!" Dante said as he took the case towards him.

"Excellent! Now if you have people you knew who can fight, recruit them too. We need all the help we can get here." Jack said as he clasped his hand together.

"Everything I need is right here." Dante said as he introduced his company.

Jack shook hands with Lady, Trish, Nero and Kyrie as Dante introduced them. His attention was caught on Nero.

"You're Nero? Oh, I heard about you back then the Sanctus incident at Fortuna months ago. It's a shame that the US military was not involved; we could've taken that bastard down sooner."

"Yeah, there is that... Never thought I was gonna be famous" he said.

"Kid, you got a bright career in front of you if you keep this up."

"Thanks but I got what I need right here." He held Kyrie close.

"I see..." Jack just smiled at them before turning his attention back to Dante.

"So since this settled, I will have a limousine picked you up here tomorrow morning and you will fly London immediately. We will start cleaning Britain first before going into mainland Europe. I will await you at the airport." He shook Dante's hand again formally before turning back to the door when suddenly a noise barrage of gunfire echoed out from outside. Jack's aide immediately put himself infront of the general, a pistol in hand. The others except for Dante went alert.

Then Jack's security detail burst through the door. They all wearing Military grade equipment and weaponry and they were all wearing military contractor outfit. Nero was awed at the weapons they possessed. They carrying assault rifles and light machine guns, all were equipped with advance gadgets, and targeting reticule. Then the captain of the security unit report to his general. He was carrying a SCAR-L.

"Sir! Stay behind us, the demons have attacked!"

"You don't say captain, so do your job." Jack replied calmly, he was not even alerted the slightest at the situation. Trish noticed this, she grips her Luce and Ombra pistols but Dante made a motion that she should let the security detail do their job. With a small sigh, she back down a little but still alert. Nero and the others did as well. Kyrie on the other hand hid behind Nero but she was holding a steel pole just in case.

The captain made hand signals that made his men lined up in front of Jack and the others. Their weapons poised and ready, gun barrels equipped with muzzle brakers are pointing towards the doors and windows. Silence soon ensured.

CRASH!

The big windows and the doors burst into fragments before wicked demons burst in. evil and murder in their eyes.

"Light em up!" the captain ordered before giving the unwelcomed guest a taste of Allied hospitality. The row let out all lead on the ravaging demons; one by one they all fall like dominoes on the security detail's feet. The sound of gunfire was deafening as Kyrie covered her ears and nuzzled his face to Nero even further.

Bullet casings flew everywhere as one of the security detail personnel hosed down a small group of demons with his M-240 light machine gun. The streams of hot lead from the weapon tear soft limbs to shreds. Soon it was over and more than 50 demons lay dead in Dante's office. Blood flooded the floor and the walls by the door where covered with bullet holes. Dante's crew didn't even fire a single shot.

Jack calmly walked to one side of the office were a dying demon is located. His security detail moved outside again, securing the perimeter. His aide and two personnel stayed behind inside keeping an eye for any remaining that tries to stands up.

"Sir, be careful" his aide said.

Jack didn't reply as he looked at the dying demon. It was reaching its claws at him in a futile gesture to get him. Its body was ripped to shreds. He kicked the demon in face making it lying on its back. He then quickly drew out his chrome plated Desert Eagle and shot the demon in the head, right between the eyes.

He went back to Dante and holstered back his weapon.

"Like I said, I will have a limo to pick you guys up here in morning. I will await you in the airport. Good day." He turned away from Dante but stopped in middle and said "Oh, I will deal with the damages here, sorry about that" he went outside and his convoy sped away.

"You better" Dante only muttered once they were alone again.

"So, now we are playing in the big leagues now eh?" Nero asked.

"Yeah, kid. Something I was looking for lately."

Nero snorted at that remark, and turned his attention to Kyrie who was still clinging for dear life at him.

"You okay..."

"I think so" she whispered. Nero could easily tell she was a little terrified, probably from the shock of all the gunfire noise.

"Hey, Nero why don't you take her home and get ready for tomorrow, we will handle the clean up here." Trish said to him.

"You sure? I don't helping you guys."

"Nah, it's good. We also need to discuss things with Dante personally." she glared at Dante, who winced a little; Malice in her eyes. Lady was already smirking.

"Okay, see you tomorrow." He and Kyrie left, avoiding the blood and dead demons.

Once they were gone, Trish and Lady looked at Dante who gulped audibly; A hint of malice, mischievousness and torture in their eyes. He was doomed.

"Since you agreed on this... You clean up the mess" Lady said crossing her arms.

He tried to protest but Trish cut him off "No buts Dante"

"FINE!" he said and stood up.

"Lady, I think we can order pizza and eat it in front of him while he cleans up. I'm hungry." Trish said sarcastically.

"Sounds great, I'll have a pepperoni" they both laughed a little before Trish picked up the phone to order a box of pizza.

Dante groaned as he heard the conversation. This is going to be one long afternoon, evening and night.